Wednesday, January 4, 2017

There's No Floor to the Universe and Yet One Walks the Floor

Those blue dots are from a screed on the next page - this is my new tablet gimmick, indulge me - re: while immediate Trump may have been avoided short-term, the utter void of the false ideal of the Democratic Party I held as a blind tribalist for thirty years was completely predictable, so fuck me.

I don't know if I'll post the screed - part of my new tablet gimmick does not include posting anything and everything, so this: when you consider the complete Democratic abandonment of state houses and local governments in exchange for complete obsession with POTUS, it gives the game away. There was always going to be Corporate assholism imposed, it was always going to come from the right, the Democrats were always partners. Trump fucked up the timetable. Corporate will adjust.

@Messenger's Booker: Barbara Tuchman's 1966 The Proud Tower is well-written Disaster Porn -- a look at the major currents in European (and parenthetically, American) politics and culture racing towards that big red line in the historical calendar, The Great War.

It's disaster porn because the Reader (unlike the poor sods who had to live the Real Thing -- dirt, hard physical labor, penury and hunger, disease and sharp class borders) knows what's coming. Tuchman uses the Poe line as the book's epigram: And from a proud tower above the town / Death looked gigantically down. Like to say that doesn't seem like a bit of foreshadowing for our current time, but.